This is a song about "Paper chasers"

Stupid bitch your wrinkling like rolling paper,

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Tripped, racing ya self trynna chase the paper

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

You never tasted paper

And there's little to be glad for

Rapping with meek mill and the whole entire dream chasers.

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major

I'll even give you a pencil and a pad of paper

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Rumple paper into a bundle,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper